Eva Barrie - Thought #12 - Exploding

It's Eva. This is thought twelve. Today I was reading a play that I've been writing for the last year or so and I found it hard to hook into because I'm so consumed with the immediate moment. And I had to clock for myself that inside of this crisis my humanity is still existent. I'm still grappling with the same problems on top of this. So for me my desire is to not let this crisis consume me, and the art that I make, but how can it explode it? How can my plays not necessarily be about COVID, but how can they be about connection, need for each other? That's my big ponder right now, and it's hard, when something's slamming in your face. Daily.